Chapter 855 The diaper has been soaked

Having made a decision, several people no longer hesitated.

But just as they were about to take action, the space around the altar became abnormal.

A black space began to expand rapidly, pushing the distance between the two sides further and further away.

In just a few breaths, the distance between the two sides was more than a hundred miles.

But the surrounding space began to shrink.

The originally extremely vast space was compressed.

A large number of practitioners were all restricted outside the hundred-mile black curtain.

The people of the Ancient Sword Sect and Jiang Chuan and others were squeezed out of the hundred-mile distance in the blink of an eye.

It was impossible to take action against them.

The black curtain gradually disappeared, and the scene in front of them made all the practitioners' scalps numb.

Large groups of demon skeletons, holding weapons in their hands, formed square formations.

Preliminary estimates show that the number is definitely more than 500 million.

The faces of millions of practitioners turned pale in the face of so many demons.

But people with sharp eyes found something unusual.

"Look! What is that demon holding in his hand!"

Looking in the direction the man said, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Magic weapon!"

"And that one over there is a divine weapon!"

There is actually not much difference between a divine weapon and a magic weapon.

It depends on the character of the spirit and who holds it in their hands.

The demons and the gods are essentially two different forces.

There is no distinction between good and evil.

As the divine weapons were discovered one after another, the horrified expressions on their faces were quickly replaced.

Even because of the discovery of some innate divine weapons, this group of people became fanatical.

For ordinary practitioners, divine weapons are not something they can consume.

The weapons in their hands are basically quasi-divine weapons.

The price difference between the two is huge.

If you want to get a divine weapon, you can only join a sect.

Now this good opportunity to get rich overnight is in front of you, and the previous fear is gone.

There is only excitement in their eyes.

"Brothers, let's go together! Let these demon bones know how powerful we are!"

Everyone rushed forward, and they would not think about anything else.

Xiao He and others did not expect things to develop in this direction.

If it was just an ordinary artifact, they would not be interested at all.

But behind these demon armies, they found more precious innate artifacts.

Only sects or very few elders can have things of this level.

Compared with the benefits brought by the mission, the current benefits are definitely beyond the psychological limit they can bear.

"Brother Xiao!"

"Well, I know. Let's put the mission aside for now."

"Let's kill in together!"

Everyone in the whole miracle fell into madness.

The two women around Jiang Chuan were also scared by this scene.

Based on their cultivation, they dare not rush in to seek death.

As for Jiang Chuan.

The current benefits are not worth looking at at all.

The shitty artifacts are not interesting at all.

Looking to the deepest part.

On the altar before, a shriveled ancient demon holding a giant sword sat there quietly, as if he was indifferent to everything around him.

And he was ten feet tall just sitting there.

If he stood up, he would probably be two feet tall.

I had encountered a three-meter-tall one before, but I didn't expect to encounter another one this time. Could it be that these ancient demons are all very tall?

What happened to Yu Qing?

If these two kinds of demons are put together, won't they be broken at once?

Unconsciously, the brain has been extending uncontrollably in some strange directions.

Slightly shook his head and threw these messy thoughts out of his mind.

These things in front of him have nothing to do with him, so he quickly let them end it so that he can leave.

As time passed, the advantage of numbers became more and more obvious.

The skeleton of the demon clan had an absolute advantage.

Relying on the advantage of numbers, they beat a group of practitioners back step by step.

If one can't beat them, they will be besieged by a group.

Even if their cultivation is higher and their defense is stronger.

They couldn't stand being beaten by so many skeletons.

The number of people began to decline rapidly.

More and more practitioners woke up.

The fear appeared on their faces again.

Facing the overwhelming enemies, their number was not enough.

Once the defeat occurred, it would inevitably be impossible to stop.

Everyone started to run away.

But these skeletons didn't mean to let them go.

Jiang Chuan had taken out his recliner before, and two beauties served him on the left and right, and his big hands were never honest.

He looked comfortable, without any tension at all.

The people around him felt a sense of security inexplicably when they saw him like this.

A large number of skeletons were strangled by unknown forces when they approached a range of tens of meters.

In an area around him, a formation had been set up.

Ordinary demon skeletons could not get close at all.

Everyone saw hope and hid nearby.

Although you can't eat meat by following the boss, your life will definitely be saved.

As for the others, who dares to have other ideas now?

As more and more skeletons were killed, the ancient demon in the rear finally noticed him.

He took a step forward and appeared several miles away.

In a few flashes, he appeared in front of Jiang Chuan.

After looking at the younger brothers who couldn't get close to him, the six-meter-tall troll took a step forward and forced his way into the range of the formation.

The people who saw this scene from behind couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

His face turned pale again.

"No way, the boss won't be hit, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense. He's the boss."

"How could anything happen?"

"Didn't you see how calm he was?"

Although this sounded reasonable, I always felt insecure.

"Then do you think it's possible that he was pretending."

"In fact, he was already scared to the point of soaking his diaper?"

"After all, that's the ancient troll tribe."

"Didn't you see that the giant sword is more than three feet long?"

"If it's smashed down by a sword, I'm afraid there won't be even a slag left."

Everyone's face turned pale, and the little sense of security that they had finally built up disappeared in an instant.

They swallowed subconsciously and all looked at the calm man.

Among the crowd, Xiao He and others were also here.

Just now, they were besieged by the ancient demons.

I thought I could deal with them and get the innate artifacts.

But those weapons in the hands of these demons can also show extremely strong lethality.

In the face of absolute advantage, their strength seems insignificant.

But now, what does the picture in front of them mean?

Why is their target lying there so leisurely?

Why don't these demons rush up and beat him to death?

Instead, the most dangerous troll came forward.

What is going on?

The troll looked down at the tiny human below, raised the three-meter giant sword with one hand, and pointed it at Jiangchuan.

"Human, you are very strong."

"Submit to my troll clan, and you can choose any artifact here."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.